Why Give Up the Power?

Why do we give other people power to say what we can feel, what we can, and how we can say it? When did the fears and anxiety of what might happen or could happen start to take over the need to be whole, true, and peaceful with our inner self before making others that way? A rock cannot be a rock if it is crumbled can it? For if your in a million little pieces by the end, after the current of unyielding tides have washed over and have battered away at you for years and your rubble, there is no way you can stand strong for those your love for you can not longer stand for yourself. I have watched a long time friend of mine care for his/her family (names protected for the innocent here), and watched the progression over time. The constant pressure, beat downs are sewn in with love and bought basically. My friend has a wonderful life on the outside with a beautiful home, gorgeous family, and to listen them talk a very fruitful life. To dig however into that life is a crazy, topsy-turvy world full of heart-ache, despair and more horrific than any V.C Andrews novel ever created.